It was a typical evening at Moe’s Tavern. The last of the casual drinkers, two old’ etc), two old World War II veterans, had just scuffed out of the door, leaving Moe and his regulars, Homer, a sober Barney, Lenny and Carl, alone in the muggy bar.

Homer was talking about a movie whose main theme he had obviously misunderstood. Barney was listening to him while sipping halfheartedly on his coke, knowing that Homer was only trying to get some attention.
Lenny was reflecting on some incidents at the plant, and Carl listened silently to him, even though he had also been there when they’d happened. But that was a fact Lenny tended to forget.
Now and then, he made a somewhat disinterested comment on what Lenny was saying, eyes fixed on his still almost full beer glass.

It was way past midnight, and Moe announced he was closing the Tavern because he ‘had a date’, which was clearly an excuse for going home and looking at some underwear models in womens magazines, all alone in his bedroom.
Barney volunteered to drive a nearly unconscious Homer home, and so left with him, one arm wrapped around the drooling mans waist.
Lenny was still in the mood to talk, babbling about random stuff that jumped into his head.
Hey, Carl, tell him to shut up and get out of my tavern! snapped Moe impatiently, wiping some glasses with his towel.Yeah, were going, replied Carl, grabbing his friends arm.
I’ll bring you home! suggested a totally canned Lenny.
Sure, returned Carl, looking down at him, slightly amused.

The turn of events had bart flabbergasted. Bart Simpson had what could only be described as the perfect fantasy.

“Come on bart!” Marge said.

Marge leaned down to bart’s dick and started sucking his stiff prick rapidly into her mouth. Bart’s hand reached around Marge’s head pulling her tighter against his body. Marge rocked her head back and forth using her mouth and chin to massage bart’s hard dick deeply. Bart watched intently.”Come on in bart” quipped lisa..

Bart started planting kisses all over marge’s soft ass cheeks. Bart moved from the top of her crack towards the small of her back. He must have brushed a ticklish spot as it made her body squirmed to get away from his tongue. Sliding his hand underneath her he pushed up between her legs his thumb finding her wet hole. Bart reamed the entrance gently and with his thumb penetrating her ass slightly as his index finger penetrated marge’s slit and raked over her clit. As Marge’s body jumped bart jammed his thumb completely into her wet pussy grinding as much of his hand as possible between her lips and deep into marge’s hole. Marge’s legs splayed she humped down to capture bart’s hand deep into her cunt. Bart thrust his hand harder against her driving his thumb and part of his hand up into her body. Bart’s index finger mashed her clit. he rubbed his hand back and forth over the engorged clit. Marge grunted as bart hammered her with his fingers. Bart nipped Marge’s ass holding her flesh between his teeth biting gently. Bart thrust his thumb in and out of her wet hole. Marge’s body dropped down each time he withdrew trying to keep his thumb deep in her body. Each time he thrust upwards she grunted out her breath. Breathing was becoming ragged. As bart pulled his hand out of marge’s crotch She groaned a groan of displeasure She wanted more.
Bart ran in to the bedroom and and jumped on Marge and homer’s bed. Positioning himself so his cock was ready and waited for Marge Seconds passed but Marge came over to the bed quickly. Without hesitating she dived for his cock her lips wrapping around it’s head her tongue licking all sides quickly. Bart pushed her body down to her back pulling her lower body toward his head.

It was summer… Bart had ‘earned’ his passing grade, with the help
of his father- he found it odd he passed every year, but still always
stayed in the same class. But that was just a quick thought: his mind

now was focused on Kamp Crusty. 6 weeks of fun, the great outdoors,
and most importantly- his idol, Krusty, would be there and make this
the best summer ever. He was packing his things:
toothpaste/toothbrush, suntan lotion, shorts, a shirt, his krusty
doll (which he was intent on getting autographed) and a few bucks. He
went to his sisters room, and saw she was packing her things: bathing
suit, panties, shorts, basically the same stuff as him. He asked if
she was ready, and she replied: “Yes.” Then, he called Millhouse, and
he was ready- also. They got in the car, picked up Millhouse, and
eagerly awaited Kamp Krusty.

Page 1: Bart is in his bedroom jerking off to some porn on his computer. “Mother fuck! I need to get some real snatch. Beating my meat all the time is for the birds.” He looks down on his throbbing erection. ’Ohhhh god it‘s going to explode! I need some pussy! I wonder what that slut Lisa is up to. Everyone thinks she’s such a goody-two shoes. Ha! They haven’t seen her on her knees sucking that hypocrite Flanders’ cock like I have. She swallowed his rod and then his load. Damn! I think I’d like a little of that action.”

Page 2: Bart is outside Lisa’s bedroom window peering inside. He stands, precariously, on a ladder peeping through an opening in her curtain. He watches as Lisa undresses. She sits in front of a mirror and slowly unbuttons her blouse. Bart watches, throbbing cock in hand, as she takes the garment off and lays it aside. Her tits are small, firm mounds tipped with gloriously erect, pink nipples, which she gently, but firmly pulls and twists between her fingers. A soft, reddish blush appears on her chest, she opens her mouth slightly, closes her eyes and softly moans as she continues her manipulations. As she leans back in her chair, her micro (actually a micro) mini skirt pulls up over her thighs revealing her shaved, naked pussy.

For a while, Allison could do little more than just lay there, flat on her back, panting heavily after having removed the pillow from her mouth. Sufficit to say though, she had a look of complete satisfaction across her face.

“You okay?” Bart asked with a smile, now sitting up on the bed next to the brunette, his own face still covered in her nectar.

Allison merely nodded to begin with, then smiled back at the boy who had just given her so much pleasure. “Yeah, I’m fine!” she managed to say at last. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. We’ve got to try it again,” Then, with a smirk, Allison added cheekily, “Oh, and did I mess you all up, Bart?”

Hentai Picture: While Homer sleeps Marge will pay his debts to Moe sans money… Glom at how sizable Simpsons teeners got imbedded in seams, tear-drops, gonad glue and are encouraged in all manner of rammish distractions. Homer Simpson goes bananas receiving ball load into her anus and letting cum drip from inside into a glassy bowl. There are these Simpsons heroes that cannot master an overpowering desire to have sex any more and get right down to their naughty pursuits!

Bart was all alone with his sister Lisa. Their parents had gone out. Since
they were alone Bart decided to watch one of Homer’s porno videos. Lisa was
upstairs doing her homework like all ways. After a while Bart started getting
a hard on so he decided to pull his cock. Knowing that Lisa was doing her
homework he decided to jerk off, moaning and grunting as quietly as he could
having never felt any of this he was in his own private heaven. Then he heard
Lisa call him upstairs to get the dog out of the attic.

“Get him out on your own damn self bitch,” he said.

“Forget it I have to finish my work and it’s your dog.”

“Stupid Lisa and her work.”

He paused the porno and went upstairs. When Lisa came down stairs for
something to eat she saw the movie paused. She decided to press start to
watch it. Knowing that Bart takes a long time to get he dog out of the
attic she decided to pleasure herself like she saw Marge do once.